The crisp sound of shattering dark chains is the only melody in this silent world.
Yet, it seems like a deathly tune, making Hua feel the sky darken, no, it should be said that her vision darkened.
Her head felt dizzy; this lord must be dreaming... Hua thought despairingly.
Fortunately, after the third chain broke, there was no further sound.
But... this was enough to awaken the Pale Dragon God and unseal much of the authority and divine power.
However, what surprised Hua was that the woman in the star skirt only glanced at her, then paid no more attention, instead turning her gaze to the lowly human beside her.
Her slit pupils narrowed slightly, quietly staring.
Time slowly passed, and the woman in the star skirt seemed capable of staring at Xia Feng forever, motionless and tranquil.
Long after, she seemed to recall something, shifting her gaze back to the woman in the phoenix skirt, her divine voice indifferent:
"Who are you?"
"....."
